Chapter 2

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But of course all fairy tails have to come to an end. Stupid young love, stupid high school. I remember when my mom told me 'Don't worry honey, it never rains forever' and when my dad told me 'there is always a rainbow after the rain'. Cliche I know, but yet in times of distress I find myself thinking about their words.

My phone buzzed interrupting my train of thought. A text from the one and only professional douche bag Nick.

I huffed opening the text message saying: hey baby what's up?;)

Me: the sky ding bat

Nick: haha your too cute ;)

Me: why are you winking at everything? Is there something in your eye?

Nick: I think so. Why don't you come on over my place and take a look ;)

I laughed at the text. Ha that was pretty clever for a dumbass like him.

Me: ha. Clever. But no.

Nick: aw come on we can have some fun bae

Me: I don't know what you mean by 'fun' but I'm pretty sure I don't wanna find out.

Nick: ah fine. Make out watch a movie or something?

Me: I'm not gonna make out with you, but I guess it wouldn't kill me to watch a movie.

Nick: will see about that ;) I'll pick u up in a few babe

Movies with loser night, huff. Things just couldn't get any better.

I put my phone back down on the night stand and picked up a photo of me and Louis. He was giving me a piggy back ride and I was kissing his cheek from behind. It looked to be summer time, due to the tank-top and shorts attire and the full green trees. Looks like we were about 13 in that picture.

I didn't realize how long id been looking at the picture until my phone buzzed again.

Nick: hey babe I'm here

Oh crap. I threw the pictures into the dusty box and tossed it under the bed at lightning speed then dropped my feet onto the wooden floor. Taking a quick glance in the mirror before sliding on my VANS and yelling to my mom that I'm going out.

To my surprise when I opened the door to see a boy on his phone sitting on a motor cycle. Damn.

I walked over to him and we said our greetings as he handed me a helmet. I had to admit. I was quite scared, as I've said before, Nick isn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. So I put a death grip around his waist causing him to chuckle at the gesture.

Without another word, we took off

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